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Finished all my work so I can spend tomorrow photographing all the things, then spent the last few hours working on this beast since it's on my 2017 to-do. I'm going to finish Thial's sword this year, I swear to glob 😑 #crafts #props #doll props #balthial #sword #dollsword #abjd #bjd #doingthisthing
Inspired by: http://bo-po-mo-fo.tumblr.com/post/174437874271/stolas-speedpaint
There was a puff of strange smelling smoke. The circle gowed, and then turned black.
Wendy shifted restlessly, wrapping the duvet tighter around herself. The wind was icy, and she only had another two hours if she wanted to get sufficient sleep for the dancing lessons. She checked the circle’s edges again. The wax of the line was unbroken. She KNEW she’d gotten the word right. Was it supposed to be louder? The space between the roof and the ceiling of her parents’ bedroom was insulated, but not enough that she dared risk actually shouting.
The circle turned into a black void. She leaned in, careful not to lean over the edge. Alright, so this was the ‘black mirror’ part. The demon should arrive shortly- Huh.
Suddenly the blackness shifted into a picture of a room.
Like a cinema, but with colour. Giddiness rose. She squashed it.
And then... a creature came into view. She flinched back, squeezing her eyes shut, the vision still burning in her brain. It was nausea inducing. Not hideous so much as befuddling - was it not supposed to be a raven?
“You may open your eyes now, young summoner,” a voice said. “I promise you I am wearing the prescribed apparel.”
She opened her eyes stiffly.
The image before her eyes was an exact replica of the book’s illustration. A raven. The creature seemed to inspect her just as she inspecte it, mind blank. She felt a strange elation of triumph as it spread its wings with an air of ceremony and held the pose expectantly.
She hurriedly stood up, ignoring the wind. The syllables rolled of her tongue. The creature chuckled, then transformed again. An owl like bird with a crown floating above its head.
Just like the book said.
“Greetings, Prince Commander. I am Wendy.” She curtsied.
The sharp beak stretched, like taffy, curving upwards into a smile.
“Good eve to you, Summoner Wendy. I am named Stolas. What knowledge do you seek?”
Wendy breathed in and out. What knowledge did she seek? Freedom. Being something more. More than what she was allotted. How to be a witch.
“What a witch needs to know,” she said.”What I need to know to be a good witch.” Oh, now wait a tick. How could she be so rude? She pushed the little crate closer to the edge of the circle.
“Oh, do excuse me, Prince Commander, I seem to have taken leave of my manners, here, please help yourself to some refreshment,” she poured the wine anxiously, making small talk as a good hostess should. Truly, this witch business has made her dreadfully uncouth. “I do hope you are not inconvenienced by the late hour, and I also have the candles, as well as paper and ink for Your Highness.”
The beak stretched further. She blushed, clamping her mouth shut.
“A most excellent request. We shall fulfil it. Well then, Summoner Wendy.” The image flickered again, and a naked man was kneeling behind the crate, thankfully at an angle that hid the more obscene parts from her view. She backed a step and resolutely looked at his face, face burning.
“It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. How does an upper class maiden come upon such an ambition? If I might presume ask?”
Day 16 of Round 2. The last time in this round I did the froggy hops, they fucked me up good. Two hops into the first round and something popped (very loudly) in my back, upper right side rib area just above the bra line, and I got floored. I couldn't finish half the moves and had to modify them all due to the pain, and since then -even two weeks later, while it's slowly been getting better, any lean to my left or exercise that works the left has been eye watering pain. Today I got through it all with very few mods though, and to be safe I've been subbing out the froggy hops and any similar move for walking knees and the like (though yesterday I was able to do full plank jacks again with minimal discomfort, which made me damn happy). Slugging through this round and I actually feel weaker during it than I did the first time around, but thanks to recording it all (and being held accountable by my workout buddy @evphaedrielle who's def helped me through some of the more trying days💕) I can see that I am in fact, making improvements, and I'm very slowly starting to get stronger. Now if the damn scale would start moving downward, that'd be ace 😓 #piit28 #pitt28challenge #blogilates @blogilates #workout #workoutmotivation #fitness #over40andproud #doingthisthing